Chapter 1267: The True Rihua City, Countless Flowers of Death
"You've certainly asked the right person," the old man said with a smile.
"Over these hundred thousand years, I've traveled through more than half of Rihua City.
"I've examined countless ruins here and the few records that remain. When it comes to the Wood God, I know far more than anyone else."
The old man did not hide anything. Perhaps it was because, over these hundred thousand years, he had rarely encountered anyone else and never found someone to talk to. Now, he finally wanted to pour it all out.
"Please enlighten us, Senior," Xie Changliu hurriedly said.
"The Wood God was one of the Nine Ancient Gods. They lived in the oldest era of the Nine Domains.
"The Ancient Gods emerged through enlightenment, but Jumang was different from the other Ancient Gods. What he yearned for was peace and life.
"The Dao he pursued was also the Dao of Life."
The old man slowly continued, "Precisely because of his peaceful, noncontentious nature, when the great calamity arrived, he was the first to be targeted.
"There are rumors that after the great calamity, of the nine Ancient Gods, the other eight survived. Only Jumang died and his Dao vanished."
"You came for Jumang's inheritance, didn't you?"
"We came for the Flowers of Death," Xu Zimo said.
Naturally, he would not admit anything about the inheritance. This old man knew so much about Jumang; perhaps he was searching for the inheritance as well.
"Old sir, since you know Jumang so well, are you also searching for his inheritance?" Xie Changliu asked from the side, voicing Xu Zimo's doubts.
"I'm not afraid of being laughed at when I say this. Over these hundred thousand years, let alone an inheritance—
"I haven't even